Our plane landed about 7pm, the sky was the kind of gray that reminded me of dreary winter days in Montana. Light rain and some wind. Overall, not the most pleasant weather but I couldn’t have been more excited! Birding at the end of the continent was something I wanted to do for so long, and it was finally going to happen!
Our AirBnB host picked us up from the airport and on the drive to the city, there were already good birds! Southern Caracaras and Upland Geese along the roadway.
The town had a strangely familiar feel to it. Something like Port Angeles, Washington combined with my Uncle’s neighborhood in Seattle. I was comfortable and felt like I could l live there. Watching the rain on the window of our host’s house, coffee in hand, the cool gray sky made it feel like home.
The weather started to lift…
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